Aunt Melinda

How Can?

The journey to Jakarta takes a long time. There is approximately eleven hours drive, from Linda city, to arrive in Jakarta.

In this long journey, of course, sometimes also need to stop. Either to refuel needed by the bus, or for the personal benefit of passengers.

For example, someone wants to go to the toilet or stop to eat, if it is time to eat.

On arrival in the city of Pekalongan, the bus stopped at a refueling station, which had a restaurant. Because in addition to wanting to refuel for the bus, the time for lunch has also arrived.

All passengers get off. Likewise with the driver and assistant driver. Because in addition to refueling, they also need to fill the stomach that has begun to be hungry.

"Come Lin!"

Mr. Rudi invited Linda to come down with him. He would take Linda to eat, and choose for himself which food stall she wanted.

At the stop, in addition to the gas station, there are also several types of restaurants lined up.

There are warteg, Padang restaurant, chicken noodles and meatballs. There are also several stalls that provide fried noodles and chicken fried typical Lamongan.

So, people who stop and rest in the place, have a choice according to their wishes.

Linda just according to the invitation of Mr. Rudi. He could not refuse the offer. Because he also had no friends, whom he could talk to during this trip.

In addition, it turns out that these people also already have their own groups. To be able to do anything, during their trip to Jakarta.

"What do you want to eat Lin?" ask Mr. Rudi, asking Linda to choose which restaurant they should both enter.

"Emmmhh..."

Linda is confused about what to eat right now. In addition, this place is also quite full. Because it is not only their bus that stops at this place. There are buses from other cities as well.

In fact, there were a few private cars as well, which looked parked out front there.

"How about going to Padang's restaurant?" ask Mr. Rudi, give you a choice.

Linda could only nod. After all, only the Padang restaurant, which is not so crowded visited by people.

And finally, Linda along with Mr. Rudi, entered the Padang restaurant, to fill their stomachs during the day.

A few minutes later, the bus was back to Jakarta. Their journey, it's still long. Because at this moment, they had just arrived at the city of Pekalongan.

Several times the traffic seemed to evaporate. Maybe because the heart is time to rest. The stomach is also full. There was nothing to do either on a bus that was running like this.

So, the eyes also dimmed. As time goes by and the cold AC is in the bus.

Linda had already tried to open her eyes wide. He's holding back the sleepiness.

The people around him also seem to be sleeping. Moreover, the music from the bus tape recorder was also heard hauling.

Makes anyone feel overwhelmed. Just like in nina bobo.

"Just sleep Lin. I also began to sleepy really," said Mr. Rudi, while yawning. He seemed to blink to make his eyes brighter, even for a moment.

Linda just nodded, then began to position her seat to make it more comfortable.

He also put down his jacket, for cushioning near the glass window of the bus.

"Here's Lin!"

Suddenly, Mr. Rudi positioned Linda's head, in order to lean on her own shoulders.

By the time Linda wanted to re-establish her head, Rudi quickly held onto Linda's head.

"It's okay. It will be more comfortable, and you can sleep a long time. Than a hard window." Mr. Rudi gave an excuse, enthusiastically.

Linda can finally just shut up and follow the wishes of Mr. Rudi.

Because of the comfortable tone felt by Linda, soon after she fell asleep as well.

Mr. Rudi turned his head towards his shoulder, which was used as a pillow for Linda's head.

Her face that was so close to Linda, made her want to kiss Linda.

But because it was a little difficult, she could only kiss Linda's head. And keep wiping Linda's hand.

And a few moments later, Mr. Rudi also fell asleep.

*****

This morning, after driving Linda home to the factory with Erli, Ferry went straight to the rice mill.

But, while on the road, not yet arrived at the rice mill, he met the owner of the rice mill. Friends of Ferry himself.

"What's Ferr on the first?" ask the owner of the rice mill.

"Yes. All these mama," replied Ferry, smiling at his son, Erli.

"Oh. So to Jakarta your wife?" ask the owner of the rice mill again.

Ferry just nodded. He won't talk about his wife, to the owner of this rice mill.

"Yes already. I'm going to the rice field for a second. You go to the rice mill directly. It was also opened." The owner of the rice mill, the teller to go first.

Ferry nodded again. And after the rice mill owner's motor left, he went back to running his motorbike as well. Go towards where the rice mill is located. Because it was still several tens of meters away from this place.

"Pa. Papa!"

Erli called out to his papa, with his head raised to look towards Ferry.

"Yes what dear?" tanya Ferry, looking at his son.

"Let's go back to the sewage house, Pa?"

"Yesterday was already living in the house of sober Darling. Same with mom." Ferry, wanting to refuse the request from his son.

But, he did not want to say it directly. So, he gave me some reasons.

"But Pa. at home there's no Mama either" whined Erli.

"Tomorrow yes, Erli papa interracial to the sewage house?" persuade Ferry, so that his son is no longer fussy.

"And I said the same to Mom. Erli can't be naughty, and can't be fussy either." Ferry tries to remind Erli of the message from his mother, Linda.

Erli's lips pursed in annoyance. He no longer spoke or protested.

And this made Ferry smile, looking at his son.

"Later Papa buyin cake and snacks. But promise me, Erli can't be fussy. When Papa was working. Ok!"

Erli nodded quickly. He smiled happily, imagining what it would be like to enjoy cakes and snacks, which his father would give him later.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the rice mill.

After parking his motorcycle, Ferry dropped Erli off from the modified bonbar chair in such a way. For the safety of small children who are riding motorcycles.

"Pa. Where's the baker and the snacks?"

Erli had not seen the pastry and snacks, who used to hold his merchandise not far from the rice mill.